Quotes About Beauty

My mom was an aesthetician and she went to beauty school back in the '60s. I just remember watching her do her makeup all the time. She always had her nails done, makeup on - her face was ready to go when she went out. I loved it.

I've never had my brows done - I tweeze them myself. I used to watch my mom pluck her brows, that's how I learned.

Mes yeux vers les vagues au bord de la plage, Pleine des forces, s'emparent du rivage J'aperçois mon jeune âge, Si éphémère et plein des rages.

The Skull Butterfly is a personalized display

Many are the starrs I see, but in my eye no starr like thee.

Who wants to become a writer? And why? ... It's the streaming reason for living. To note, to pin down, to build up, to create, to be astonished at nothing, to cherish the oddities, to let nothing go down the drain, to make something, to make a great flower of life, even if it's a cactus.

But now, at the table, behind the fall of the tablecloth, behind the sheath of skin, hanging head downwards between cliffs of bone, was the baby, its arms all but clasped about its neck, its face aslant upon its arms, hair painted upon its skull, closed, secret eyes, a diver poised in albumen, ancient and epic, shot with delicate spasms, as old as Pharaoh in its tomb.

That is why a garden is a good lesson….so much dies in it. And so often.

It was such a lovely day too, and the sky and sea were so blue. They sat eating and drinking, gazing out to sea, watching the waves break into spray over the rocks beyond the old wreck.

Mio Dio", pensava Alex, camminandole accanto. Si sentiva più alto di svariati centimetri, camminava accanto a lei e pensava: "Ma questa non è una ragazza, è un intero disco di Battisti".

Come in quella canzone incredibile dei Cure dove lei è bellissima e il povero la guarda ammirato e lei si sente offesa e Robert Smith dice: «Ecco perché ti odio».

En tus ojos hay la tristeza de una puesta de sol indecisa." Pasaje de La «tournée» de Dios Enrique Jardiel Poncela

Hay mujeres tan lindas que no se explica cómo no se desmayan al mirarse al espejo

Las masas son cerriles, viles, groseras, homicidas y despreciables. Donde actúa la masa hay siempre sangre, ferocidad e injusticia. Ningún artista verdadero puede ser comunista: el arte no existe sin un sentido de aristocracia. Y las cosas bellas jamás pueden ser un bien común

El hombre que se ríe de todo es que todo lo desprecia. La mujer que se ríe de todo es que sabe que tiene una dentadura bonita

Siempre he soñado con besar a la mujer amada a la luz de la luna -prosigió él con la imbecilidad astronómica propia de tantos enamorados

La belleza de Palmera era belleza pensativa: Como la de los lirios. Lo cual no quiere decir que ella acostumbrase a pensar, pues tampoco los lirios acostumbran pensar y, sin embargo, su belleza es pensativa.

entonces brota la ansiedad ante la menor amenaza de enfermedad, de incomodidad, de fracaso económico, de pérdida de la belleza, incluso de vejez. Esta ansiedad es a menudo anticipada, es decir, surge antes de que realmente llegue el problema, ya que existe la sensación de incapacidad para superarlo, con lo que se teme que se produzca el propio desmoronamiento y la «disolución del yo», que es el fundamento último de la ansiedad.

Si todo el mundo supiera ver el mundo así, piensa, si todo el mundo comprendiera que de repente todo puede ser nuevo a nuestro alrededor, no necesitaríamos ni siquiera perder el tiempo pensando en la muerte.

Dijo que el mundo fue perfecto y amable, y que el mundo perfecto y amable seguía existiendo, pero enterrado como un montón de rosas bajo muchas paladas de tierra.

The question is: why can't parking lots be modest paradises?

If one searches for Christ—the Truth, the Light, the Beauty—in the world or in heaven "in order to destroy him", not to adore him and love him, but to manipulate and conform him to our desires, it would have been better to have remained at the level of an idiocy that does not search at all.

The conventions of hedonism and of utility can, in fact, be extremely elaborate. Its motives, however, though perhaps wholly free of greed, remain strictly those of need. Goodness remains reducible to utility, rightness to prudence, beauty to aesthetic enjoyment. The point of reference is individual preference, not the generically human vision of a moral sense of life. What is missing is the recognition of intrinsic beauty, rightness, goodness.

I think the beauty of working with young people is they remind you of the spirit of acting and it's just a big play.